Tuesday, March 30, 2010

bad moon rising

The signs were all so clear.

I should have seen it coming.

Last night, on our ride home, T and I marveled at the moon.  It was big, bright, and....terrifying!
Ok, so at the time it wasn't terrifying.  It was actually quite beautiful.  One of those 'beautifuls' that assures you of God's presence and reminds you that you are but a speck in the vast universe.

...or maybe that was just the Bible study talking....

Either way, it was only foreshadowing what was to come.  Unfortunately for me, I didn't realize that until it was too late.  It's like in those horror movies when the young, beautiful, unsuspecting girl is about to open the door and you keep yelling at her not to, but she doesn't realize that opening a door that leads to a dark basement, in an empty house, with creaky floors, in the middle of the woods, during a thunderstorm was probably a bad idea until its all over and done with.

Today was just like that.

It had all the makings of a good horror story: 31 32 students, 6 instructional days until CRCT, the week before spring break, a fire drill, and a full moon.  I'll save you all the gory details, and quite honestly, it could have been worse--there were no casualties (although it was touch and go there for a second).  But, today I needed the patience of Job and all I could seem to muster up more resembled Ursula from The Little Mermaid (I'll give you a second to visualize that.....got it? Good.)  Oh well, in the words of Scarlett, tomorrow is another day.  Thankfully there are only 64 hours standing between myself and a week of work-free, sunny (fingers crossed) bliss.  Just enough time to recharge my patience for the last 6 weeks ;)

1 comment:

  1. I like how you referred to youself as the young, beautiful girl...You are so humble! haha love you Ursula!